The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, with Glossarial Notes, and a Sketch of the Life of Shakspeare, 4±ÇJ. Nichols, 1811 |
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... dead lions by the beard ; I'll smoke your skin - coat , an I catch you right ; Sirrah , look to't ; i'faith , I will , i'faith . Blanch . O , well did he become that lion's robe , That did disrobe the lion of that robe ! Bast . It lies ...
... dead lions by the beard ; I'll smoke your skin - coat , an I catch you right ; Sirrah , look to't ; i'faith , I will , i'faith . Blanch . O , well did he become that lion's robe , That did disrobe the lion of that robe ! Bast . It lies ...
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... dead ; Gracing the scroll , that tells of this war's loss , With slaughter coupled to the name of kings . Bast . Ha , majesty ! how high thy glory towers , * Judged , determined . When the rich blood of kings is set on fire Scene II ...
... dead ; Gracing the scroll , that tells of this war's loss , With slaughter coupled to the name of kings . Bast . Ha , majesty ! how high thy glory towers , * Judged , determined . When the rich blood of kings is set on fire Scene II ...
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... dead chaps with steel ; The swords of soldiers are his teeth , his fangs ; And now he feasts , mouthing the flesh of men , In undetermin'd differences of kings.- Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus ? Cry , havock , kings ! back to ...
... dead chaps with steel ; The swords of soldiers are his teeth , his fangs ; And now he feasts , mouthing the flesh of men , In undetermin'd differences of kings.- Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus ? Cry , havock , kings ! back to ...
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... dead : Therefore I will be sudden , and despatch . [ Aside . Arth . Are you sick , Hubert ? you look pale to- day : In sooth , I would you were a little sick ; That I might sit all night , and watch with you : I warrant , I love you ...
... dead : Therefore I will be sudden , and despatch . [ Aside . Arth . Are you sick , Hubert ? you look pale to- day : In sooth , I would you were a little sick ; That I might sit all night , and watch with you : I warrant , I love you ...
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... dead with grief , Being create for comfort , to be us'd In undeserv'd extremes * : See else yourself ; There is no malice in this burning coal ; The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out , And strew'd repentant ashes on his head ...
... dead with grief , Being create for comfort , to be us'd In undeserv'd extremes * : See else yourself ; There is no malice in this burning coal ; The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out , And strew'd repentant ashes on his head ...
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